Scene: in front of Water (sushi restaurant, not a liquid body) in South Tampa.
Time: 9ish...in the pm
Date: Friday. Nov 10 (last night)
Weather: very nice, 70 degrees, clear skies
Attire: casual...jeans and a short-sleeved shirt
action...The Wife and I had just completed a fine dinner of sushi and drinks and were waiting in the valet line for the guy to literally walk 20 feet and pull my car around. The car he had just brought around was loading up so we took the opportunity to embrace and put on a smooching display for all to see. At which point The Wife took it a step further, in an effort to embarass me, and jumped up and wrapped a leg around me like I was a pole. At this point I catch movement over her left shoulder and see the rear passenger window of the Lexus SUV begin to creep down and a blonde, 8-year-old pops his head out and gives me the Jack Byrnes...point to eyes, points at me...then his mom pulls off.
I felt like a pederast.
Saturday, November 11, 2006
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